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protagonist-art · 1 year
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BOW BEFORE MY TOTALLY TUBULAR POWERS!!
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acolyteartist · 1 year
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Things that Brett and Reagan would say (REAL)
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cxmembert · 6 months
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sin-sidejob · 1 year
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Love your writing! Could you do some headcanons for Nostalgia Max! Brett?
Nostalgia Max!Brett Hand x GN!Reader:
Warnings: canon typical violence/shenanigans, childhood trauma, family trauma, bad childhood, canon backstory + some additional opinions and insight
Content: a lil angsty ig? SFW and more general headcanons rather than anything super specific or
- okay so he’s always been lovable himbo, not a thought in his brain, but Nostalgia Max Brett? Thoughts be rolling.
- this is all with the context or at least pretense that Brett didn’t take over that town and trapped the gang in the 80’s — BUT I’m going to work the concept of him still having the powers and using them or being affected by them
- watching Brett getting taken over by whatever chemicals and chem trails were within the Nostalgia Max brew was frightening, deeply and concerning, setting that chill through your bones like an ice cube rattling in your spinal column.
- you were so relieved when Reagan got him to calm down and go back to normal, or - well, at least what you thought was normal. The lot of you head back to work afterwards, tired and ready for sleep in the modern age and tired of feeling like you got trapped as extras in a Stranger Things episode.
- except you don’t go home just yet, you’re fretting over Brett who insists he’s fine and feeling okay but his eyes are twinkling green, swirling neon hues of emerald and peridot unnerving you. You and Reagan take him down to her lab, letting her run tests as you pace back and forth and warily eye the still-displayed parts of Robotus that linger on the walls, trying to calm before you roll yourself into a panic attack.
- turns out he’s fine, no radiation threats or concerns to worry about, but he’s now got powers. So much for halting that Stranger Things feeling. Brett and Reagan don’t know how they’ll manifest, but it’s something time will demonstrate. For now he gets to go home and he doesn’t go to his, he goes back to yours, shushing your worries and holding you close.
- that glint in his eyes fades away from the forefront of your mind, other worries and occupational concerns taking place until you’re all on another ill fated fieldtrip and off doing something else for the company, and you get held up in the crossfire. There’s a series of guns pointed at you, sadly not the first nor last time this occurs, but disheartening nonetheless.
- Everyone’s trying to calm down the situation and make sure you get out unscathed and nobody realizes Brett’s panicking until he’s not anymore. He’s eerily calm and staring straight ahead with fists clenched, Reagan goes to grab his shoulder to talk about how to get you out but she’s met with those acid green eyes, like green apple candy, and a cold expression so neutral it’s unnatural on Brett’s usually grinning visage.
- it’s so fucked it’s just beyond
- he just waves a hand and this glow, that watery green that looks like seepage straight from a nuclear reactor cooling pond, just whips in a wet thwick that sends necks angled cruelly, snapped with as much ease as breaking a pencil, and guns clattering to the ground.
- Brett’s blinking blearily before shaking his head, hair that was once floating now resting back on his head in a disheveled style as he races towards you and envelops you in his arms, making sure you’re okay and unscathed.
- meanwhile Glenn’s using every single southernism cursing phrase he knows, confused to all fuck, Andre and Myc are just both entertained and mindfucked thinking they roofied again, Gigi’s popping an antacid and a sedative muttering about how she should’ve got to work for the Illuminati, and Reagan’s going around to inspect the crooked bodies and talking to herself as she makes notes aloud, wondering just how this power has manifested.
- Reagan does find it very fitting that the powers manifested in a time of great stress, the second you were put in danger. God is he an utter fucking himbo.
- it’s not a power Brett can fully control, it kinda sets him into a subconscious state where it’s not a part of his mind that’s fully aware, but it’s sparked by very strong emotions, threats, and feelings of danger around him or directed at him. He likes to joke he’s got a nostalgia-sense instead of a spidey-sense but you’re still reeling and wondering why he’s now just a bit more attractive. (it’s the messy hair you’d never seen it, plus he killed for you and that’s also something)
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aroace-madness · 11 months
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Ok i came up with an au
I'm gonna call it "nostalgia remnants"
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Ok so basically this is an au where nostalgia max just refused to leave bretts body (ep 5 s 1)
Physical changes:
Bretts eyes are permanently green
His fingertips are also dyed green
He can't get rid of his 80s haircut no matter how much he cuts his hair they always grow back overnight
Other things:
Sometimes there is too much nostalgia max gathered in his body and it leaks out of his eyes which makes him look like he's crying
Whenever he gets angry or upset small and medium sized objects around him start to float
The height in which said objects float depends on the intensity of his emotions
Sometimes he starts to float in the air
Reagan ties a rope to his leg or a torso so he doesn't float away
Reagan often experiments on nostalgia max to find a way to get it out of brett
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weaver-ant · 1 year
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doodle page
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chocohashi20 · 1 year
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*insert ghostbusters theme song here*
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swanpyart · 2 years
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One thing that’s really interesting (and sweet) to me about this scene is how, honestly, Myc, Andre and Glenn didn’t HAVE to hug Brett. By this point in the scene, he’s already came to his senses and was no longer a danger to anyone, and he seemed quite content with Reagan hugging him, but instead, all these clowns come running and give him a group hug lol
Which means the guys all probably hugged him because they were genuinely happy he was okay❤️
Especially Myc, who, mere MINUTES before, said he hated all of his coworkers and calls Brett “that big dumb p*ssy with all the Mormon energy”, yet still runs up and hugs him. Like, Myc, you’re not fooling anybody 😑
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mochirules · 1 year
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yuh
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I finish my exams REALLY early-
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busterheadspace · 1 year
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oh I have one that's been in my head for weeks
Brett hand still has nostalgic max in his system and one day it reactively from a stressful situation and reagan there to calm down the waters before it fully take control
nice to see you again. Sure!
Note: I’m open to request! Just send an ask or reblog after reading my rules on my profile
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I Just Want A Loving Family..
It all started with a phone call. He was cleaning his office, an 80s movie playing on the computer when his phone rang. His heart nearly dropped when it said “Dad”. Hesitantly, Brett picks up and immediately gets yelled at.
His dad screams at him for ruining his sister’s competition. Brett had gone over to the stable to watch his siblings practice because apparently they still did competitions. He tried to pet one of the horses but it ended up with a back kick to his torso and a large bruise. The butler must have told them about it and the front leg was somehow injured
“What a disappointment to our family! Don’t expect to come back anytime!” was the last thing he heard before the call ends. Brett didn’t feel too good and felt his legs give out of him. His head and heart hurt. Why..? Why didn’t they care about him! Why didn’t anything he did make them proud? The movie on his computer captures his attention. A big group hug with the family, making him feel worse.
��I just want them to care.. that’s all I want..” He mumbled. Everything was spinning and the papers were flying around. 
“Brett-pack.. Family!” He yelled. His eyes widened at the realization that he was turning back into that 80s monster. Panic Grew as he felt himself being lifted into the air and his vision fading.
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Reagan was  heading toward the clone department when she heard a smack above her. She looked and saw a book slam into Brett’s window.
“What the hell?!”  She dropped her clipboard and ran to see what was happening. Slamming opened the door and she froze at the sight.
Brett was currently kneeling in the air. There was a strong rush of air that spun paper around but the most terrifying part was that his whole eye was turning green. She could barely see his pupils.
“Brett! What happened!” She asked. He only responds with a scream and his phone lands near her. A notification pops out and Reagan reads it. It was from his dad.. a very long rant in anger about how he ruined the family and he needed to pay for a horse bil. The computer gets unplugged by the wind but not before she sees a happy family on the screen.
‘Shit! The Nostalgic Max is still in him!’ Reagan thought. It made sense, it just faded away after her words comforted him. They didn’t check if it was still in his system! What a stupid thing they forget to do. She had to calm him before he loses control 
“Brett! It’s okay!”  The wind makes it hard and she’s blown back a few times but she reaches him. Her arms wrapped around his torso, hoping the hug would bring him back. However it causes a cry of pain and he flings her into the wall. Brett stares in terror as she gets up holding her arm. One of his eyes was fully green now meaning they had minutes before he’s gone 
“Listen Brett! You’re family, they’re assholes! You don’t deserve being called a disappointment!” Reagan yelled, her hand reaching for him as she moved toward. Brett shakes his head, his hands grabbing his hair
“Everything I do.. They hate it!” He screams. “I just want them to look at me… Just say that they’re proud!” 
“Screw them!” Reagan argued. “They’ve hurt you so much. You don’t need to make them proud! In fact, I’ll say it. I’m proud of you!”
Brett’s expression softens and he lets go of his hair. The wind slows down a bit and she manages to get in front of him. Her hand grabbed his and looked at him. 
“You’ve helped Cognito so much. You manage to get our coworkers to do some actual work. And.. you’ve helped me so much through my life. All those times where you would stay and help.. I would do anything for you. God.. the world needs someone like you. Who cares about those dickheads.” 
Those words made him feel warm. Tears came down his face yet he smiled. His vision cleared up and the wind died down along with the paper. Brett drops to the floor, exhaustion setting in. Reagan bends down and smiles as the green leaves his eyes,
“Do you feel better?” He nods and takes a deep breath. 
“Yeah.. thanks. Sorry about throwing you. Is.. your arm okay” 
“Kinda hurts but I’m fine. But.. I did see that bruise. Maybe we should get that checked out.” He shakes his head.
“I don’t want to bother anyone.”
“Hey, it’s okay.” Reagan reassured. How about after work today, we can chill on the couch and just enjoy some takeout. We can shit talk or just watch movies. That sounds nice right?”
Brett nods and he lets Reagan brings him to Infirmary
“Thanks.. for helping” He says halfway there
“You helped me and I helped you. It’s not a big deal.” 
Brett smiled. Despite how much he wanted to make his family proud, maybe he could push that aside.. just for right now.
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rayj4ck · 1 year
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Kind of an odd wish, but I hope we see the return of Nostalgia Max but on the side of good.
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toontownportraits · 1 year
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digitilized some doodles :]
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comicsanslover · 1 year
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basicaly what happened when nostalgia max n m.a.v. jonah interacted
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jeremy-hand · 1 year
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what a happy family!! :)
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yokiidokii · 2 years
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I was the anon who asked about the Nostalgia Max headcanons. I think I made a typo with the original ask, since I originally meant to ask for NSFW headcanons. Sorry about that, my mistake lol, The one you wrote was amazing regardless! I’m always a sucker for Brett content
Aha! Honestly, I should have known so my bad my lil Brett lovin’ anon.
But I suppose not ready since now you get double the content? Mmmm this can be the apology? I guess you can decide but I tried my best sjsjsjsj
Either way [NSFW under the cut :D ]
Second verse! Same as the first! Except not really
Okay so right away? My brain is just telling me that while Brett is normally the sub of your dreams, Nostalgia Max Brett?
AT THE VERY LEAST A SWITCH, I can absolutely see him going feral and topping? And people drawing him with little fangs??? MWUAH
HE WILL MARK YOU UP LIKE A CHAMP! You will have no chance to cover anything up at all-
Like your entire neck is bruised, and so is... every part of your entire body that he can reach.
I feel like also usually it would be very normal to see Brett having his shit absolutely wrecked, and I feel like you could if you tried hard enough but HONESTLY????
Just let him go at it- Like dude. His skin is cold but he can work up a sweat---
So now Brett is in control, and he is panting and growling right into your ear with little puffs of ‘you like that?’ ‘Say it louder-’ LIKE OK he is still absolutely Brett and is totally into everything he is when he isn’t like this.
Call him your good boy, tell him he is good, tell him you want him to have you- JUST PRAISE HIM!!
AND CAN I JUST, Okay, I can only imagine that his entire body is ice cold, so he is chasing your warmth.
But he will tease you for jumping when he touches you and when you let out a little whine? You are done for he is going to do it a million more times he just wants to hear that sound again.
And if you want him to finish? ENCOURAGE HIS FAMILY THOUGHTS! Tell him you want that with him, explain it in great detail and I swear to you the big ol tough guy facade is slipping even in his all-powerful form. He is melting, and instead of absolutely railing you into whatever surface he could, he is rutting against you senselessly. You are the hottest thing to him right now, and the thought of you carrying his child (or taking care of them if you aren’t able to carry him) IS ABSOLUTELY GETTING HIM OFF
Also I cannot understand why but the image of him just, dry humping out of desperation- mwuah chefs kiss
I am going to die on this hill but glow in the dark cum
And I can absolutely see him just looking at it in awe like ‘I did that- fuck yeah-’
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aroace-madness · 11 months
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